"Brother Yang, what grievances do you have with Duan Langcai, he is actually willing to exchange a three-star weapon for your life?" Lu Xiaohu looked at Yang Zhen with a curious expression.

"You don't want to trade my head for a three-star weapon, do you?"

"How come, don't get me wrong!" Lu Xiaohu hurriedly waved his hand: "Although I, Lu Xiaohu, am not a good person, I will not do such a treacherous thing, since you and I have known each other, if anyone wants your life, they don't ask the Haotian Hammer in my hand!"

"Haotian Hammer?" Yang Zhen was stunned.

The weapons on the Youzhou Continent are divided into nine stars, and each star is high, it will be very powerful.

However, all star-level weapons are blessed with attributes, and the worst one-star weapons are powerful weapons that depict the increased power of the magic circle.

It is said that the nine-star weapon can shake the heavens and the earth, and the power is huge, and it can shatter a mountain peak with a single blow.

Yang Zhen had never seen such a terrifying star-level weapon, and the people with such weapons were all powerful beings on the Youzhou Continent that shocked the heavens and the earth.

As for the weapons that exceed the nine stars, they are even more legendary, not to mention that they have seen it, Yang Zhen has never heard of any weapons that have gone beyond the category of nine stars.

Ordinary swords don't have any name at all, and once they have a name, the lowest is a one-star weapon, like the Haotian Hammer of the little fat man Lu Xiaohu, I'm afraid it's a star-rated weapon.

Lu Xiaohu smiled, full of pride, raised a huge hammer in his hand that exuded a faint light and said: "My Haotian hammer is just a one-star weapon, it is already very powerful, don't look at me just building the foundation, with this Haotian hammer, the ordinary foundation building period two or three heavens are not my opponents!"

"Awesome, amazing!" Yang Zhen looked at the Haotian Hammer in Lu Xiaohu's hand curiously: "Can you let me take a look?"

Lu Xiaohu hesitated for a moment, handed it to Yang Zhen and said, "Be careful, don't break the magic circle inside, I spent three years saving spars to buy it." ”

Yang Zhen pursed his lips, and the Haotian Hammer was in his hands, and he suddenly felt a terrifying power coming from it, and he was taken aback.

Sure enough, it is worthy of a star-rated weapon, even if it is a one-star, it also contains power fluctuations that surprise Yang Zhen.

After returning the Haotian Hammer to Lu Xiaohu, Yang Zhen asked, "Is it rare to get a star-rated weapon?"

"Brother Yang is from Shangyuan Sect, haven't you seen a star-rated weapon?" Lu Xiaohu asked strangely: "Although star-rated weapons are rare, if there are enough spars, they can still be bought, and the most rare thing is the pure natural star-rated weapons, those weapons are extremely rare materials, and there is a star rating when forged, and there is no need to depict the formation at all, if the appropriate formation is depicted, it will be amazing, at least it is a three-star weapon or above." ”

Only then did Yang Zhen know how precious the three-star weapon was, and Duan Langcai was really willing to do it.

"It is said that if I can capture you alive, in addition to a three-star weapon, there are also three thousand spars, how did you offend Duan Langcai?" Lu Xiaohu's gossip fire was burning.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and didn't answer this question, he wanted to go to Duan Lang with his head to ask for a three-star weapon and three thousand spars, so arrogant, if there was no sword gate behind his back, he wouldn't believe it if he killed Yang Zhen.

However, since Duan Langcai dared to be so shameless, Yang Zhen was not a doll pinched in the mud, and after separating from Lu Xiaohu, he found a retreat in the inaccessible mountains and forests.

There are two days left, the trial of the Youzhou Conference is about to begin, the trial site is a big mountain in the northwest of Youyang Country, called the Nine Secluded Mountains, most of which are wild places, and there are many crises, but there are countless heavenly treasures among them, and it is said that there is also a heaven-level inheritance, which is only opened every year when the Youzhou Conference is held.

In two days, Yang Zhen cultivated the Three-Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword to the point of reaching the peak, the three-element gathering top, the hundred ghosts walked at night, and under the terrifying waves of qi rolling, he couldn't see his five fingers like rolling haze, which made people tremble, among which the ghosts cried and howled constantly, affecting the monks' minds, and it was really a powerful martial art.

The martial arts obtained from the Black Nightmare Sect and the disciples of the Demon Sect were not brilliant, and Yang Zhen did not cultivate, but kept them in his heart.

What surprised Yang Zhen was that the exercises given to him by the little witch Zhen Bottler turned out to be the same as the exercises given to him by Jie Gang, allowing him to fuse into a terrifying fist called Heavenly Demon Gang Fist, which is divided into nine in total, one heavier than the other.

The news of Yang Zhen's appearance at the Youzhou Conference spread far and wide, and countless monks were all eager, after all, for them, the three-star weapon and the three thousand spars were really a big deal.

More and more people began to inquire about Yang Zhen's whereabouts, and the atmosphere of the entire Youzhou Conference was strange for a while, and they looked like they couldn't catch Yang Zhen and swore not to give up.

But Yang Zhen was like a flash in the pan, he only appeared once when he signed up, and never appeared again.

Rumble!

The earth and rocks flew, the terrifying waves of qi rolled and fell, and the violent forces radiated in all directions.

In the midst of the shattering of strange stones, a figure exuded a terrifying momentum, bareheaded, a terrifying power surging in the body, his eyes were like electricity, and his momentum was clear.

"Is this the power of the foundation period?"

Yang Zhen clenched his fists, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Youzhou Conference, I, Yang Zhen, am here!"

The Nine Secluded Mountains, the giant trees are towering, the strange rocks are craggy, and everywhere is full of wild atmosphere, which makes people shudder.

The group walked cautiously on the mountain road, and one of the bearded middle-aged men suddenly brightened up and exclaimed: "Thousand Lingzhi, there is actually a thousand Lingzhi here!"

"What?" the short companion's eyes widened, "Legend has it that taking one bite is equivalent to cultivating a thousand Lingzhi for one day and one night, and there is actually such a big piece here?"

"This ...... How many hedrons can this sell!" The bearded man's voice trembled, obviously excited.

The short man pursed his lips and said, "What is this, if you find Yang Zhen and capture him alive, you can not only get a three-star weapon, but also get three thousand crystals, and then you and I can wrap up the Spring Festival Courtyard in Youzhou City, I have long wanted to try Xiao Cui's ass, and I am ...... enough."

A group of people laughed weirdly, revealing an evil smile that all men understand.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of the mountain forest: "I heard that you want to arrest Yang Zhen?"

"Who are you?" the bearded man stared warily at the shadow, secretly giving his companion a sneaky look.

Rumble!

The black shadow suddenly burst out with a terrifying speed, rushing towards everyone, his hands bursting with light, his fists blasting from afar, and the surrounding suddenly flashed with black light, flying sand and rocks.

"It's not good!" The bearded and the others' faces changed greatly, and they said with a shocked expression: "The strong man in the foundation building period!"

Bang!

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, and the place where everyone was was smashed out of a huge pit by the black shadow's fists, and the bearded man and the others were embarrassed, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Yang Zhen walked out of the darkness, and stripped off the clothes of the bearded man and the others with three strokes and five divisions, and tied them all to the tree.

"Tell Duan Langcai, let him wash his neck and wait for me!"

"Are you ......" The bearded man and the short man glanced at each other on the tree, and exclaimed in unison: "Are you Yang Zhen?"

"That's right!" Yang Zhen said while packing up his things, "There is no reward, but we can play a game, whoever tells me the cultivation martial arts, I will give them clothes, or you will tie them here for a few days and see if you are killed by others or eaten by wild beasts?"

"Don't you think!" the bearded man snorted, very stiff.

Yang Zhen turned his head and left: "It's easy to say, in fact, I don't know your martial arts at all, it's just that I'm kind-hearted and want to give you a chance, since that's the case, then goodbye!"